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Relish

my friend and i were washing dishes after thanksgiving dinner last year and as she dried this bowl i related the story now documented in the journaling that follows. she told me i should write my stories down. i laughed and said, who'd really care. well, you for one, she replied. i've just watched your face and can see how important this is to you and your memory will not always be what it is today. it's always good to have a friend who is smarter than you are! (an old but favorite photo)

journaling:
i do not remember when my mother got this depression glass bowl but i do remember that it was the only bowl that ever held the thanksgiving cranberry relish. i can remember the striking colors of the burgundy cranberries and bright orange segments against this brilliant green glass. it was as expected and anticipated as the pumpkin pies for me. so much so that when i
moved away many years later and prepared a thanksgiving dinner on my own i searched high and low for this bowl to put my cranberry relish in. when it finally dawned on me that i did not own this bowl, had never owned it and would not likely have it for many years, i had to laugh. i related this story to my mother and we laughed together. the next year, two days before thanksgiving, a ups truck pulled into the driveway with an unexpected package: the depression glass bowl with a note that simply read, ENJOY!
and i have.
filling it with fresh summer peaches is now one of my favorites.

Additional Info

That IS such a wonderful story on so many levels! I love the the pleasure you had recalling that childhood memory, the sharing with your mother, the kindness of her heart that lead her to deliver the bowl to you, and finally the sharing of the story with a friend!
Another beautiful page with such super brushwork and blending!

What a treasure . . . the lovely bowl and the even more lovely story of it's provenance! I know you are so thankful that your friend convinced you to write this story down . . . you will enjoy it for many years to come . . . and the lucky one to inherit it from you will always know the "story".

I know that your mom loved tucking it in the box with tissue and sending it to you for it's first Thanksgiving in your home . . . it is very special to know that you child loves something just as much as you do.